"Your 'thank you' felt insincere, it's better not to say it!" Lu Tingshen knew her well; this wasn't really her asking to stay at his place. That tone—definitely not one of begging.
They didn't seem that close!
"Oh! Then I won't say it." Huo Chengying wasn't fond of speaking much. At seventeen, she still had a bit of rebellion in her.
"What do you want to eat? Hungry?" Lu Tingshen smiled and glanced at her.
"No pork, no beef, no cauliflower, no carrots, no celery, and no dried tofu. Anything else is fine!" Huo Chengying quickly rattled off.
"Then let's go for dessert." Lu Tingshen knew she disliked sweets, so he raised an eyebrow and suggested.
"What do you think!" Huo Chengying replied unhappily.
"Then let's have lamb!" Lu Tingshen deliberately proposed.
